I’m finishing my book, so I’m going to do a rerun of something I wrote a couple of years ago that still seems valid. Or maybe I’m just a sucker for any grandkid content.
Uppy
This is the phrase my granddaughter uses when she is afraid. Ruby is 19 months old and doesn’t like loud noises. When the garbage truck rattles by, she runs over to me and says, with some urgency, “Uppy!”
